He cut up some parachute and wrapped my knee with it, along with some parachute cord. It wasn’t an Ace bandage, but it did feel better, and I could ...obble around.Second, ET couldn’t phone home. The radio seemed functional, but nobody was answering the phone call. This wasn’t surprising. The AN/PRC-77 ‘Prick 77’ radio had a range of about eight klicks at best, ground to ground. We could reach further if there was an airborne antenna, to a plane for instance, but for now, we were at least eight. Having no rigorous exercise for almost half a year starts to mess with your muscles. I hadnt seen Ace since New Years Eve when he and I were both in the hospital. It was January 3rd when I was released and sent for at home therapy. The night before was filled with vomiting and crying out of nervousness and deliberate heartache. I remember being curled up in Aces lap and crying into his chest as he rubbed my back and clenched onto me. I couldnt leave my mate in the intensive ward without. Her voice raised in volume until her legs suddenly kicked out and she let out a scream; in the same moment a loud beep was herd followed by a mechanical snicking sound, recognizable in afterthought as metal entering flesh. She looked terribly startled and surprised. The fire burning her ass appeared to have spread to her nipples, her labia and her clit. What had happened? She realized that she had indeed been fucked hard and pierced, in front of the whole class. She started crying for the. He threw the towel on the bed. Pratham put his hand on my neck and took me inside the bathroom. Sameer followed him quickly. Both of them took off their clothes. Pratham was fully hard. Sameer was also half erect. I knew I was in for one more fucking session, and strangely I did not even mind it now.Sameer started kissing me. Pratham still had his hands on my neck. We were very close to each other. I could feel their body heat rubbing off on me. It was turning me on a lot.My hands were moving.